Sunday 17 April 2011

Memories of the Future

Hello readers! Thanks for staying with me on this long journey as we explored the wonders of Slaughter House 5. However, every journey must come to an end, as this will be my last blog post. So I have decided that for my last blog post, I will be offering you my views on some of the work of some of my peers. Reading Daniel and Arshdeep's blog "Welcome to the 5laughterhouse" really consolidated some of my views and opinions on the novel.

I will start with their view on fate. Fate, as Arshdeep clearly describes, is the destination rather than the journey. In his blog he mentions that the main events are predetermined, while the minor life choices are dictated by our actions. Haha, where do i begin on this one? My definition of fate is that it is the eternally viable excuse for incompetence. Despite the fact that our views are totally different, I can see where Arshdeep is coming from. Fate is the destination rather than the journey. There is some logical truth in this: everyone's lives end with death. The inevitability of death can be viewed as inescapable fate for us all. Otherwise, I would like to disagree. We are born with whatever god, or our parents gave us. How we use these traits and the amount of hard work involved will generally dictate the outcome. For me, my achievement in life will always be equal to the amount of hard work I invest.

The next idea can be more easily related to by myself. Daniel talks about Billy's lack of sanity, to which I concur with. But he also brings up and excellent point which i have missed: if Billy is supposed to be a representation of Vonnegut himself, could that mean that Vonnegut is proving his own madness? This is definitely a curious idea. Because I believe that Billy has gone bonkers, Vonnegut must have gone mad as well. However, in his case, madness may be the cause of his fame and success. But there is another conclusion to be made: what if Vonnegut is the sane one, while we are all in a false state of perception? Even better: what if we are all a little crazy on the inside, while Vonnegut just cared to share his madness in the condensed form of a novel?

Daniel also discusses in a later post about the lack of substance in Slaughter House 5, a point which completely agree with. After reading the novel, I felt that there was simply too much filler and other unimportant events which occurred, all of which could have been spent developing the characters further, or to add excitement to the plot line. Dan brings up a very intriguing point: "He manged to finally complete the book by dumping his beliefs, parts of his real life and filler to create the novel. Sometimes great things are made when you mix random things in a mixing bowl, sometimes delicious ideas and literature is born this way." and then he goes to describe that Slaughter House 5 is not one of these cases. Like Dan, I felt that many things which had happened in the novel served no purpose, like the picture that Roland Weary had of the girl having sex with the horse(other than to rip marks off of unwary students *wink wink nudge nudge Mr. Lynn). Also, I felt that some characters had no depth and did not serve any purpose, like Kilgore Trout, or Rumfoord. Had Vonnegut spent some of this space adding more details or plot develpoments, the book could have been much better.

Here are my overall views on the novel. At first, it was difficult to read because of the clumsy introduction, as well as the confusing storyline. The book got even more confusing later on with all the time travel and stuff, but once you get used to it, it becomes tolerable(and even enjoyable at times). The book got a lot better as the story progresses, but I feel that the climax completely fell flat. First of all, there was no build-up of suspense for the climax, which sort of goes with the phrase "all this happened, more or less." As well, the climax was supposed to be when Derby got executed for the theft of a teapot, but I felt that this event had no bearing on anything in the novel. The ending where they are shoveling corpses is definitely one of the most boring conclusions to a book I have ever read. The final verdict? To me, this book was nothing but filler and bad jokes. Although some of the points that Vonnegut brought up were interesting and worth thinking about, he could have done a better job of making it more interesting. Overall, this is a mediocre read for school, but I would never even touch it if i didn't have to. Thanks guys for staying with me until the end!

~Fin

The 4th Dimension

The clip that Mr.Lynn had posted about Carl Sagan explaining the 4th dimension has really opened many doors for me. But to comprehend such a dense subject, I had to do a lot of deep thinking on this topic. Now I feel I should do my best to share my understanding of the mysteries of the 4th dimension to everyone else.

Now first of all, before I begin, I must state that all the ideas regarding the 4th dimension are strictly theoretical, none of this can actually be proven. Now, let's start with an easy example, which we can use to extrapolate information towards the real situation. Pretend that right now, everything was in a 2D plane. The only existent shapes are completely flat and without depth. Our main character, Bob, is a square who lives in a completely flat house. Each and every morning he wakes up and talks to his circle and triangle friends. However, things begin to get weird. One day, an apple comes to visit. The apple is situated above the plane and looks down at the flat shapes interacting amongst themselves. The apple is feeling outgoing, so he decides to talk to the square and his friends, so he descends onto the plane. However, since the apple is in 3D, only a cross section of him could be seen on the plane at a given instance in time. As the apple descends through the plane, Bob and his friends notice a changing shape, but they cannot comprehend the apple, as it has a depth which does not exist in their plane of existance.

Now let's go back to our 3D space. Imagine that our space is similar to that of the 2D plane, and that there is some sort of depth in our world that we cannot comprehend. The things that happen day to day are just slices of this thing with depth we cannot comprehend, just like how the square and his friends cannot comprehend the depth of the 3D apple. Scientists and theorists define this unknown depth as time. As we know, the existence of time has a definite influence on our lives, but time is ultimately an incomprehensible concept that we cannot fathom. It is exactly according to Kurt Vonnegut, that we are all "stuck in the amber of this moment." In Slaughter House 5, the Tralfmadorians seem to be masters of the 4D concept. They understand that every moment is independent of others. Assuming these theories about the 4th dimension to be true, there may be some means to Vonnegut's madness.

Now I have done my best to try to explain the 4th dimension to you, but it may very well be still difficult to comprehend. Don't worry. Take a moment to think about everything that we talked about, and try to wrap your brain around this topic. Have fun : )

The Severity of the Theft of a Teapot

According to Kurt Vonnegut himself, the climax of Slaughter House 5 was not when Dresden was firebombed, but when Edgar Derby is caught for looting a teapot from the ruins of Dresden. However inconsequential this crime seems to be, we must first take a look at the true bearing of this crime before making our judgement.

First of all, we must define the difference between booty and plunder. Although we may use these world interchangeably to describe the spoils of war, they are fundamentally different. According to the Annex to the Hague Convention of 1907: Booty is "cash, funds and realizable securities which are strictly the property of the state....all movable property belonging to the state which are usable for military operations." In other words, booty is something that is obtained by the victors which can be put to use. On the other hand, pillage, or plunder, is "the taking of property not necessary for the immediate prosecution of war effort, and is unlawful.

So according to the definitions above, what our friend Edgar Derby had obtained was not war booty, but plunder. From other sources, the punishment for committing pillage varies with the nature of the offense. The extreme penalty is death. The broad group of offenses ranges from petty theft and robbery to rape and murder. According to this, it is safe to say that Edgar Derby did not deserve his extreme punishment. But that doesn't prove that theft is a light crime. At the very least, he would have gotten lashes. So the next time you steal something, remember the story of our good friend Edgar Derby, and think twice.

Saturday 16 April 2011

Billy Pilgrim: Fact or Fiction?

In the novel, there are many instances where the main character, Billy Pilgrim, travels back and forth in time, as well as to other distant planets. However, the question still remains: Is Billy actually traveling to these arcane places, or is he just the result of a series of unfortunate events?

First of all, we have to accurately assess where the "present" is in this novel. We all know that Slaughter House 5 is based off of the memoirs of author Kurt Vonnegut, but where does that put Billy? Our best bet is to say that the present is as Vonnegut portrays to us, a young Billy fighting in the war. But then another question arrives: how does the whole time traveling thing work? One possible explanation is that when the aliens abducted Billy, they used their advanced technology to imbue Billy with the ability to travel back and forth in time. But then again, the thought of a superior and highly advanced race (like the Protoss in the StarCraft universe) is equally unlikely. So is Billy actually traveling in time, or is he just crazy?

My verdict: Billy is absolutely insane. The episodes of space and time warping can only be attributed to a serious case of mental disease caused by trauma. It all started from his youth, when he was forcibly thrown into a pool to learn how to swim. It all went downhill from there. Between war time trauma and plane crashes, there was no way Billy could have maintained his sanity throughout. His wild fabrications can best be described as an escape from reality. The safest explanation is that Billy is in some military hospital somewhere in a comatose state. Rest in peace, Billy Pilgrim.

Friday 15 April 2011

Playworthy?

Can the novel Slaughter House 5 be re-written as a play? The answer for me is very simple: NO. There are many good reasons why this novel will never adapt itself to become a play.

One of the main reasons is the confusing plot line. Usually, a play has a very easy to follow storyline, otherwise the viewer would have no idea what was going on. For example, the random time and place travel scenes would be impossible to capture in the format of a play. What the audience wants from a play is a concise and easy to follow storyline, and this book provides the exact opposite. Without a proper plot line, a play cannot exist.

Another major problem with this book adapted to a play is the obvious lack of character development. In a play, the audience would be interested in the development of a character. In Shakespeare's famous plays, there is always a great deal of events that occur which all goes to display what the character is really made of. In Slaughter House 5, there aren't really many of these situations. Also, there is very little character interaction in the novel. We don't see Billy interact and talk with others very often. This, along with the lack of character development would lead to a very boring play.

The last problem would be the lack of a good ending. The novel ends on a gruesome note of Billy shoveling corpses. This extreme lack of closure is definitely not acceptable in a play. At the end of the play, the audience would feel a sense of discomfort if it ended like such. If this novel would be adapted to fit a screenplay, a much better ending would be needed.

Although the novel Slaughter House 5 is an interesting read, it would not be adequate for adaptation for a play. There are many flaws with this novel that would absolutely cause ruin if a play was made from it.

Picturesque

There are many great scenes int the book that would lend themselves perfectly to a movie. Although the narrative may lead the reader down a long winding road, there are many scenes that are just perfect in the moment. Here is a brief group of these scenes:

1) Dreseden. When Billy first gets off of the boxcar and sees Dresden, he is shocked at the tranquility and beauty of the city. Vonnegut himself even described the city as Oz. This creates a great contrast with the scene that Billy envisioned, as well with the brutal firebombing of Dresden later on. As Billy exists the boxcar, we can have nice wonderous music and display Dresden in a healthy light. This is a great foil to the firebombing that would occur. For the obliteration of Dresden, the scene will be filled with lots of pain, suffering, and mst importantly, confusion.

2) Another great scene to use in the movie would be the scene where Billy is forced to swim...or sink. This instance helps create a base for the insanity that Billy experiences in the future. Such a traumatic experience would starkly stand out in anybody's mind. The confusion and pain of this scene would also lend itself to the confusion that we readers experience from the novel.

3)One of the scenes that stand out in my mind the most is the death scene. Billy is giving a speech to his fans about his experiences on the planet Tralfmadore. As the crowds applause, Billy says to them that he would soon die. He then proceeds to comfort the people by saying that he always will die in this moment, while being alive in every other moment. The impact of this moment just stuck to me like a glue on paper. The focus in this scene would be on the sniper who shoots Billy dead. We can have a camera shot looking straight through the barrel of the sniper rifle. Then we have a scene of the sniper grinning and pulling the trigger, with Billy in the crosshairs of  the scope. *Gunshot* and then darkness.

Thursday 14 April 2011

Warped Narrative

Tick....tick....tick. I sat in my desk in my boring science class looking at the clock on the wall while listening to the teacher drone on and on. He was talking about the boiling points of various substances, but none of that made any sense for me. I cautiously yawned, careful not to reveal to the teacher my apparent boredom, and i drowsily looked down at my notes and began to daydream. It was a very pleasant daydream, one of those which invoked happy thoughts and made your logical mind go down south. I dreamt about a life where i was successful and rich and happy. I drove down the street in my tricked out Ferrari and waved casually at people passing by. And then I was in my favorite ice cream store getting a rich sundae. As i prepared to take my first bite, i was rudely startled awake from my daydream, and i never felt more

Scared. That was the most visceral feeling that was running through my body. Jimmy Campbell and his group of thugs had cornered me afterschool this bright, sunny day and were proceeding to beat the living snot out of me. Now that I think of it, I have no idea how this even came to be. All I knew now was that my life was about to end. As far as I was concerned, the teachers at my grade school were completely useless. My captors had boasted all through the day as to what they would do to me after school. I briefly reminisced upon my short life. As I pondered the events of my existence, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jimmy wind his arm up to punch me. All I saw was a flash, and then a bright white light. I thought to myself, "This doesn't hurt at all, maybe I have some superpowers!" And then the pain hit me. It felt like my body was slammed into a brick wall at the speed of a NASCAR vehicle. He had knocked me out at the speed of

Light. All i saw as I opened my eyes was a strong light. I was back in my boring science classroom. The teacher had finished lecturing and had began to hand out worksheets for us to do. I turned around and viewed the source of my abrupt disturbance with squinted eyes. The classmate behind me had asked me for a pencil. I drowsily reached in my backpack and fulfilled his wishes. Then, I slouched back on my desk and began to sleep. This time, it was peaceful.

Friday 25 March 2011

Random Novel

If I were to write a novel right now, one of the most arousing issues that come to mind would be the perils of overpopulation. I remember once reading a book when I was in grade 6 titled "Overpopulation". The novel claimed that the most likely way for the world to end would be because of overpopulation. And that really makes sense. The more people there are on earth, the more energy they will need, so that automatically contributes towards global warming. The greatest problem that arises is that overpopulation is completely unavoidable. As the years go on, the global population will continue to grow exponentially.

Anyways, back to my novel idea. The setting for my novel will be 200 years in the future. This is a time when the global population has risen to such an amount that people are fighting for resources. The earth has become a place of conflict and divided ideals. Some believe that space exploration is the true answer to survival. Other more hostile clans believe that this is a true test of survival of the fittest, where only the strong will eat and live to see the next dawn. In this turmoil, some people even attempt to placate the masses by spreading the peace and offering salvation.

The main character for my novel is a 16 year old boy named Johnny. Throughout the novel, Johnny seeks to find meaning in the madness of the world. He goes on many adventures and journeys to find out the true essence of his existance. This story is an inetense and epic journey through the deep sapce of the universe and the human mind alike. Through Johnny's experiences, we manage a glimpse of the deepest recesses of the human soul, and what we are all made of. This is an absolutely riveting read. Pre-order today!

Friday 11 March 2011

To be censored, or not to be?

Literature that provokes thought or interpretation that may lead to anti-government sentiment should never be censored or withheld. As along as the piece in question does not directly lead the the reader to violently act against the government, the government should not have the right to shut the novel down. Instead of banning such novels, these novels should be revered. These books often offer a much more candid and just view on the topic in question where as a government standard issued novel may only offer its view. In Slaughter House 5, Vonnegut talks about the abject poverty of the citizens of America, while slamming the lack of intergrity of American soldiers. It is hypocritical of the Americans who banned this novel because they who faught and died on accounts of democracy are now rejecting democracy. The foundations of the USA states that any person my voice his or her views, but what the government did here is just the opposite of that. Instead of allowing Vonnegut to voice his views through his novel SH-5, the government supposedly banned the book due to its "anti-american" sentiments. But the ironic thing is that Vonnegut is fulfilling his duties as a good american by voicing his views, while the American government seeks to destroy its valued democracy by banning it.

Monday 28 February 2011

1492.

"1492. As children we were taught to memorize this year with pride and joy as the year people began living full and imaginative lives on the continent of North America. Actually, people had been living full and imaginative lives on the continent of North America for hundreds of years before that. 1492 was simply the year sea pirates began to rob, cheat, and kill them."

How Vonnegut-esque is this quote! This quote clearly demonstrates the dark and dry humor of his passages. He raises a point regarding the importance of of the year 1492, saying that it should be remembered as the day North America was used productively to further the dreams and aspirations of generations, when in fact, it had been serving that purpose for generations before 1492. It is very much like Vonnegut to express the contrary view against the popular opinion. He does this by going against the popular, well founded opinion that his ancestors were the ones who had made America into a land of freedom and dreams, when in fact, they were basically pirates and bandits who had robbed the natives of their full and imaginative lives. A brief glance at this quote will lead the reader to be filled with shock, but further reading validates the meaning of Vonnegut's words.

Friday 25 February 2011

Fate or Free Will?

Everytime when I hear others blame their success or failure on fate and destiny, I cringe a little bit on the inside.To me, the blaming of certain event on the strings of fate is a surefire sign of  incompetence. It is really easy to come up with an excuse such as: "Oh I was just not meant to do it" or "It's not my fault that I failed, its just that god never created me to succeed." It is always far easier to dodge blame with an excuse rather than to face it for what it is. Fortunately for those too incompetent to deal with their problems, fate is always there to be blamed on. In my opinion, the work you do and the actions you make define yourself. For example, if you dont take the time to study and prepare for a test, you are bound to do poorly. There is no accurate reference to fate in this situation and other like this. You cannot say: "Fate never meant for me to do well on this test." unless if you are amongst the incompetent masses of the world. So the next time you decide to blame an incident on bad luck or fate, reflect upon yourself: did you actually put the work and effort into succeeding, or did you just do nothing and decide to take a leap of faith?